Thursday, October 9, 2008

saving lives

today was my third time giving blood.
while unlike the phrase that says that the third time is the charm, indicating that it is the best of all, this may have been my least favorite experience.

i don't mind giving pokes, but i don't like giving them. and when they can't find your veins because they are small and your arms are cold, you get poked alot. on both arms.
and then i felt like i was going to pass out during my sewing class. so i quickly sat down to prevent such a thing from occurring. (i was successful.)
and now both of my arms are sore. but at least i saved up to three lives, right?

1 comment:

Hopeless Romantic said...

So you don't mind giving pokes, but you don't like giving pokes? Hmm. Interesting conundrum.